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A New Challenge

Jaxon

After returning to school the next week, Jaxon curiously wondered which teachers would be riding his case regarding his time in the principal’s office.  Standing next to his locker he rummaged through his books getting what he needed for the first couple of classes and letting them land randomly in his backpack.  He looked up and around the locker door hearing the raucous coming down the hallway towards him.  

He gave a smirking grin seeing some of the basketball team taking up the width of the hallway as they were followed by the clique of girls who always seemed to be easily available for any of the male athletes at the call of a whistle or wink of an eye.  His buddies and him nicknamed them the Spirit Squad.  They always had a rhyme or reason for clinging onto his teammates.  

Most of the team passed Jaxon at his locker with a nod or a yell, but a couple of guys, his best buds, stopped to talk.

“So what did you get in trouble for this time?” said Henry.  

Les chuckled as he playfully punched at Jaxon’s shoulder.  “Getting Old Man West riled up isn’t always the brightest of ideas, ya know?” he added.

Les was a junior to my senior, a smaller built guy with wavy brown hair and a mischievous smirk whenever something of interest caught his eyes.  Overall, Les was a good guy and had potential to be a brilliant businessman once he got out of the halls of this school.

Henry, Hal, he sometimes calls him, is much like Jaxon.  They both tend to get themselves more into trouble than out of it.  Though they both find ways of finagling their ways out by the skin of their neck.  This time, Principal West was just itching to find a way to expel him from school, at the most.  He’d learned over the years that his origins of knowledge far surpass that of most of the school staff.  He can out-wit and out smart them a good portion of the time.  If they’d only get teachers who actually had a passion for teaching instead of guiding the students along to pass tests.  If he ever found a teacher with that kind of passion, he vowed he may just have to marry her.

Henry snapped his fingers as I zoned out.  Jaxon gave him a disappointed look and smacked his hand away from his face.  The first bell for class rang and the three friends headed off for class.  Jaxon knew he would have to face the young male science teacher near the end of the day.  He wasn’t looking forward to the 45 minutes of boredom.

Classes went by oddly normal for most of the day.  No one else had cornered Jaxon inquiring about his time in the principal’s office, as they had grown accustomed to his misfit behavior.  It was sixth period and Jaxon struggled to find a reason to go to science class.  He meandered through the hallways, thinking he could corner in the library and skip science class.  Though, he was almost nearly afraid of what type of scolding he would get at home for skipping a class he previously got called out in.  

Jaxon finally decided to take the risk and go into science class to do nothing but be a mindless drone of a student.  It would be the longest 45 minutes of his life.

The bell had already chimed reminding him he might be recorded as late.  He shrugged it off and walked into class seeing his seat at the back.  He looked around the classroom noticing instead of the mousey fresh out of college teacher sitting behind the large desk, no one was.  This was odd, he thought to himself.  He rushed to his seat, getting comfortable enough to prop his feet up on the empty desk in front of him.  The other kids in class were talking amongst themselves barely acknowledging the absence of the teacher.

Jaxon scoffed at the thought, had he scared this teacher into quitting.  He laughed even more as time continued on in class and no teacher had arrived.  He shifted in his seat and looked over at Henry and Les who were in this class with him, he gave them a shoulder shrug.  A good fifteen minutes had passed when the door opened with Principal West and a blonde haired female walked through the door.

Most of the students groaned at the thought of the principal being the teacher, but hushed their complaints when he cleared his throat.  The blonde female took her mail satchel on the teaching table as he spoke and her fierce eyes scanned the room of students.  

“Class, this will be our new science teacher for the rest of the year.  Let’s be on our best behavior for the last 5 weeks of school.  Katja Larsen, this is the sixth period class.  I believe that the previous teacher left you his notes and remaining class assignments.”

She gave a nod turning her attention to him and the notebook displayed open.  “I believe I know how to handle myself accordingly,” she said, her tone deep yet smooth with a slight accent that Jaxon could not place, yet.  “Principal West.”

As she spoke, she enunciated each word carefully and precisely.  She articulated each word with such force that it raised the hairs on Jaxon’s arms.  Les and Henry each looked at each other before looking over at Jaxon and gave him a look of speculation.  They each knew that Jaxon loved a good challenge.  

Jaxon carefully removed his foot from the seat in front of him as he gave a silent reply with one of his cocky grins.  This was not going to stop him from challenging the system.  He had yet to fail and was not going to let this blonde haired cat disrupt his plans.  He’d bring his best buds the grandest prize yet for his senior year, her soaking wet panties.  He’d have this teacher foaming at the bits wanting more after he got ahold of her.  His plan started formulating as she began teaching class.  She would glance his way occasionally, drawing her attention towards him with much antipathy.  Jaxon wondered just what and how much had Principal West told her.